Vlad Tepes, one of the most powerful and feared vampire lords, stood at the edge of a darkened cliff in the heart of Helea, staring out into the sky where the moon struggled to pierce through the swirling clouds. His crimson eyes gleamed with an insatiable hunger-not just for blood, but for something far greater: the resurrection of Lilith, mother of all vampires. With Elizabeth Bathory and Gilles de Rais, Vlad formed a dark alliance. "Vlad Tepes, Elizabeth Bathory, and Gilles de Rais, three of the twelve master vampires," they were known, united by one single purpose: to bring back Lilith and claim her unimaginable power.
The ritual to awaken Lilith had been intricate and exhausting. Bathing in the blood of countless sacrifices, reciting forbidden incantations, and aligning the stars to create the perfect celestial event, Vlad and his allies had come so close. They had managed to open Lilith`s ancient tomb, but instead of resurrecting her, they had only succeeded in summoning an echo of her presence—a cold wind that whispered through the crypt, chilling them to their immortal bones.
"Then, they try to awaken Lilith, the mother of all vampires." but that was for naught. The ancient texts were wrong, or so incomplete. In that moment of failure, when Lilith slept, Tepes understood what it lacked. In it, the master vampires soon come to find out that the only way towards the power they seek is in searching for pieces of Lilith`s soul. The fragments-small, purple stones with her inside-were scattered across Helea, and without them, Lilith was not able to rise, along with the highest power that Vlad sought.
Determined not to let this setback hinder his plans, Vlad unleashed a new strategy. He scattered his clones-doppelgängers of himself, each invested with a part of his dark power-across the region. These clones had one purpose: to hunt down the purple stones, to control the other vampire factions, and to eliminate all obstacles, whether they were human, ouster, or otherwise. The clones moved to his will, his hunger, his ambition. They brought death without quarter, reducing villages to ashes, sucking the life out of forests, and spilling blood everywhere.
Vlad`s ultimate goal was not to control Helea but to reshape it in Lilith`s image. He felt that once Lilith was revived, he would be able to attain such a level of power that even the gods would cower before him. But until that day would come, his clones would continue their dark work, cutting a swath of death and destruction, all in pursuit of the fragments of Lilith`s soul. And with every step they made closer, the air grew thick with the stench of blood, the ground beneath Helea`s feet slick with the essence of the fallen. The world shook, knowing that if Vlad ever succeeded, no salvation would be left for any of them under the weight of his ruthless ambition.
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